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letra de i love my b**** - album version (edited) - busta rhymes

i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
i love my b-tch
(i love you, n-gga)
my lady never lets me down
that’s why i never let her go
she always here to lift me up
when i fall down and hit the floor
my baby so amazing
let me sit back and count the ways
1, she the sh-t
2, she the sh-t
3, she the sh-t, uh
i love my b-tch
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my b-tch
she the sh-t
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
he bring me joy
i love my girl ’cause she knows the sh-t
she acting kinda ill but she ain’t scared of the d-ck
got her on tape, though she act kinda rude
bet she know my money gone, she spent a do on a dude
real life chicken let her f-cked with a thug
sippin’ martini’s drinkin’, wanna f-ck in the club
’cause see that’s my chick, that’s my chick
thats my chick and she the sh-t
and she the type that keep sh-t on low
never stress the kid when i’m surrounded with hoes
if you knew the sh-t that she be doing to me
in the club, in the crib or when i’m pushing the v
see, shorty -ss be all over the place
n-gga front she probably put her -ss all in your face for me
’cause that’s my chick, that’s my chick
that’s my chick and she the sh-t
my lady never lets me down
that’s why i never let her go
she always here to lift me up
when i fall down and hit the floor
my baby so amazing
let me sit back and count the ways
1, she the sh-t
2, she the sh-t
3, she the sh-t, uh
i love my b-tch
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my b-tch
she the sh-t
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
he bring me joy
you see my b-tch, she a one of a kind
i know you wish your b-tch was a rider like mine
wen you see my chick you know my shorty’s a dime
what she doing with them b-tch’s, she be skipping the line
listen, type that reserve that -ss for a n-gga
and if i had to skip town she’s hold the stash for a n-gga
i’m saying ’cause that’s my chick, that’s my chick
that’s my chick and she the sh-t
i know you buggin’ on the way sh-t sound
but you know you know i love the way my b-tch be holdin’ it down
she is truly thorough ’bout the way she be reppin’ it hard
travel anywhere, my shorty come f-ck with the guard
bust it, mami always creep for you if she can
even if she have to get up and even lie on the stand
i’m saying, that’s my chick, that’s my chick
that’s my chick and she the sh-t
my lady never lets me down
that’s why i never let her go
she always here to lift me up
when i fall down and hit the floor
my baby so amazing
let me sit back and count the ways
1, she the sh-t
2, she the sh-t
3, she the sh-t, uh
i love my b-tch
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my lady, yup, yup
i love my b-tch
(i love you n-gga)
i love my b-tch
she the sh-t
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga, yup, yup
i love my boy
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
(i love my b-tch)
i love my n-gga
he bring me joy

- busta rhymes

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